Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem
My language is the language of revelation
My country is the country of servitude
My homeland is in the hereafter
My tribe is the tribe of Muhammad
My family is the family of Shaykh Nazim
Our path is the path of safety
I am a child of Islam
My race is the race of believers
My people are the people of the qiblah
The people of the promise
The people of the final revelation
Our Goal is Allah
We are strangers here on Earth
We are a soul which happens to be in a body
Not a body with a soul
I will defend the honor of the good ones
I am sayfudeen,
A child of Islam and orphan to the world
I pray that everyone of my descendents
Are followers and lovers
Of our master Muhammad
And believers in Allah and eternity
May all Celtic people accept this message
And come to peace here and hereafter.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
There is a space beyond the three religions
beyond our childlike selfishness of
"My Truth" "My Love" "My Experience"
but you can only enter that space through those doors.
I want to go there with you
Its a place of no formality, no fear, no imagination
no shortcuts, no pain
its path is found through the darkness of 4:00 am
when confusion and doubt has pushed the person back to the fuel fire he calls pure belief: Oh my Lord guide me, if you don't guide me I am lost
so many things to follow or believe in, the charisma of ten thousand shadows
and yet only one shining sun.
God does not guide those who do wrong
Oh my Lord correct my ways
I have only my sincerity and my yearning for certainty
I want your intimacy not an imitation
protect us from those false alternatives that swirl around us like black magic and incense
The sun rises and the numbness of worldly concerns takes over for a moment
for those of us that would like to follow a path
we would do well to remember that before The kaba there was Ibrahim's hands and his faith, before Islam there was Muhammad in his silent retreat,
we are Jewish because Moses was called to the sacred valley of Tuwa,
and Christian because there was such a man on earth called Christ
Religion is not a club to join, a set of rules to follow, and system, or house to enter- there are believers, and such a thing as being lost, and such a thing as truth.
beyond our childlike selfishness of
"My Truth" "My Love" "My Experience"
but you can only enter that space through those doors.
I want to go there with you
Its a place of no formality, no fear, no imagination
no shortcuts, no pain
its path is found through the darkness of 4:00 am
when confusion and doubt has pushed the person back to the fuel fire he calls pure belief: Oh my Lord guide me, if you don't guide me I am lost
so many things to follow or believe in, the charisma of ten thousand shadows
and yet only one shining sun.
God does not guide those who do wrong
Oh my Lord correct my ways
I have only my sincerity and my yearning for certainty
I want your intimacy not an imitation
protect us from those false alternatives that swirl around us like black magic and incense
The sun rises and the numbness of worldly concerns takes over for a moment
for those of us that would like to follow a path
we would do well to remember that before The kaba there was Ibrahim's hands and his faith, before Islam there was Muhammad in his silent retreat,
we are Jewish because Moses was called to the sacred valley of Tuwa,
and Christian because there was such a man on earth called Christ
Religion is not a club to join, a set of rules to follow, and system, or house to enter- there are believers, and such a thing as being lost, and such a thing as truth.
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